Adultery Rich, hot, haughty married women trapped by old dirty cunning care taker (completed)

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What is voyeuristic activity ? simple up skirt, down blouse, nip slip or even a thong ass is enough to derive huge sexual pleasure.  Narsing is expert in this field as he gets to drool at beautiful, rich, women .. He has seen many but these two mem saabs are in different league completely .. especially that nose ring on Mandakini madam.. His cock is again erect thinking about that raunchy look of her’s with that nose ring !!!




He couldn’t get proper sleep last night after watching Mandakini madam having sex with her husband through the window.  He got up at 7 AM , its late by his standards. He immediately realized he forgot to refill the dental care products in the bathrooms as it is unexpected  check in. He took two sets of small bags with dental , oral products and walked into the guest house. The main door is opened which means some one might have gone out… may be  for  a walk..

He went to first floor where the guest bed rooms are… He is not sure if its ok to knock the door and disturb the guests. One door is closed and other other door is partially opened. This is Mandakini madam’s room. He is hesitant to peep through or knock the door as the guests are angry on him for the bad writings on the fog mirror. He gathered courage and knocked the door, he heard come in sound. 

"Good morning, memsaab," he said in an obsequious voice. " Narsing, at  your service." He bowed deeply as he opened the door slightly.  



He slightly opened the door and stepped inside. Mahaveer went out for a morning walk, Mandakini is alone in the room.  She looked at him and deliberately ignored his gesture Yesterday night she couldn’t see him properly as it is dark, but now its very clear. The man is filthy and his face reminded her of the pictures she had seen in books of the men who are arrested for various petty offenses. 

His teeth are blackened, some broken off at the gums, and his left eye seemed to be cataract affected. The beautiful woman shivered , she  reached into her purse, took out two crisp bills and asked him to get tooth paste. With  what seemed to her to be a derisive smile, he took the money and  stuffed it into his torn shirt pocket and said memsaab , there is no need to buy them, I bought them already showing the small plastic bag in his hands.

Narsing also didn’t see her properly last night , now when he has seen her, he is completely lost. She is 37 year old beautiful woman.   She stood 5'7" tall, milky flawless complexion. Not slim but not fat either. Her husband always used to joke, "Mandakini you always add weight at the right places". She had 38D sized Boobs and a nice fleshy round ass. She loved wearing chiffon saris and low cut sleeveless blouses. Her hairs are jet black, shoulder length. She always wore a pleasing smile. He could hardly believe his eyes when he saw this  beautiful woman in the morning and his blood began to pound in his temples;  but he maintained his calm, efficient manner.    

Mandakini is still a little dazed after a long vacation , road trip and  from the dangerous late night trip up the winding road to the Guest  House. She glanced into the bathroom once and wished she are already soaking in the bath. "All right, keep the bag there" she said at  length to Narsing, who is waiting expectantly by the open door. "If you could bring me something warm to drink ?"    

"Of course, Memsaab. A hot local tea?" Narsing suggested. With a little special brew of my own, he added to himself.    "Yes. That'll do," Mandakini answered. When Narsing didn't close the door and leave her alone, she became suddenly short-tempered and tried to put him in his place with her tone. "Well? What are you waiting for? Please get me the drink now!" She is exasperated. Here she is, tired and frightened and eager to be alone to think things out, and this stupid man only stood there staring at her. It is too much.    

"At once, Madame," he said with a little self-deprecatory bow. ""Now will you please bring me the drink so that I can go to shower?" she intoned in a frigid voice. She didn't quite understand how, but this bald old man in crumpled shorts is making her very nervous  and uncomfortable and she wished he would leave.  

Narsing rushed to the kitchen in ground floor, he took the sleeping powder from his private locker, and after a moment's  thought, reached into the inside pocket of crumpled khaki shorts to  get the tiny lump of ganja he always carried. I might as well give her some pleasant dreams as well, he chuckled to himself as he began to mix the drink. But he thought , not now.. When he had heated the milk on the single burner  kerosene stove, he dumped in the tea leaves and sprinkled the special masala flavour on top (he withheld this idea of mixing ganja and sleeping powder for now).



While Narsing is gone, Mandakini had quickly washed her teeth. She is in her usual sleeping attire i.e. a sleeveless nightie Gown and started running the  bath water. She heard the light knocking at her door, and opened it just wide enough for him to pass the tall warm glass to her. She tried to give him a scathing glance of dismissal, but the way he is staring at her partly revealed figure caught her off guard, and she hurriedly pulled the neck of her nightie close together with her free hand and looked away, closing the door almost in his face. 

She had never been so affronted in her whole life. His penetrating eyes had bored straight through the nightie Mandakini is wearing. She didn't like this dirty watchman and the way he looked at her. He had stripped her bare with his glances and she knew it wouldn't take much carelessness  on her part to provoke him into getting out of line.

She had never seen such a raw animal lust in a man's eyes before as when the watchman's looked at the cleavage showing between her firmly ripe breasts. Her hands inadvertently covered them as she trembled in repulsion at the thought of his hands touching her.    God, what a beautiful set of breasts she must have hidden under that nightie. Narsing thought to himself after she had closed the door in his face. 

He had only caught a brief glimpse of the rising swell of creamy-white flesh where her negligee had fallen open, but it is enough to start his blood pumping down in his loins. Without wasting  another minute, he let himself quietly into the adjoining storeroom  and pushed aside the cover of the tiny peephole he had installed long  ago. Putting his eye close to the narrow opening, he could see nearly the whole interior of the bathroom and on beyond through the door to the double bed positioned directly in his line of sight.



He caught a slight movement at the edge of the doorway, and he licked his lips in anticipation of what is to come. He noticed with satisfaction that she is taking a deep draught of the drink he had made as she stepped into the bathroom. Then she set the drink down on the edge of the bathtub and hummed softly to herself as she slowly slipped the nightie from her shoulders.    It is all Narsing could do to keep from groaning out loud at the sight.  She is facing over the bathtub directly toward him. 

She is now only in a Black Bra and a petticoat. She untied her waist band the petticoat fell at her feet. Mandakini stood majestically in her black Bra and Thong. The contrast of black undergarments on her white creamy body is awesome, slowly she relieved herself from the bra and  thong, gradually revealing her naked body to his gaze.    

He muttered a faint sigh of lusty appreciation as her fully rounded white breasts burst into the open air of the bathroom. Then- there is nothing left. She stood before his gaze completely naked, like the goddess Venus. He let his eyes run down over the firmly swelling curves of her body, noting with mounting excitement the wide fullness of her hips and the black triangle of curls up between her luscious-looking  white thighs. 

He could just make out in her standing position the lips of her vagina pouting tightly closed up between her long fleshy legs.  He felt his stiffening penis jerk up eagerly inside his shorts as he watched, and he cupped his excited loins in both hands to better enjoy the pleasant aching sensations beginning to spread through his genitals. Once more he let his vision glide back up over the smooth flat belly to her breasts.    

Narsing's mouth watered. He could hardly wait to get his hands and mouth on those tantalizing pink nipples and to twist and churn them into the rock hardness of passion. He smiled to himself as he watched her lift the glass of tea to her lips again, wincing slightly as she made a face at the slightly odd taste. He held his breath as she looked into the glass with a puzzled expression on her face, and then relaxed again when she shrugged her bare shoulders slightly and took another long sip.  

Suddenly she turned her back to him and bent over to take something from the overnight bag she had placed on the floor. Small beads of perspiration broke out on Narsing's upper lip as he stared directly at the fleshy half-moons of her buttocks. He could see the mouth of her tightly puckered anus nestled in the narrow crevice between her ass-cheeks as she leaned over, and the thin pink flanges of her cunt slit beneath. 
 


The spying old man groaned and squeezed his now fully  erect cock between his hands through the material of his filthy  crumpled khaki loose shorts, wishing that he could ram its throbbing  length up into the warm tightness of her cunt without further delay.  He felt as though his bloated testicles would explode from the excruciating pressure building up inside, and it is almost with a sense of relief that he watched her turn around again and drop two pellets of bubble-bath into the water. Without waiting for the perfumed capsules to dissolve in the steaming hot water, Mandakini stepped over the side of the tub and sat down into the water with a long drawn-out sigh of pleasure. She leaned back with her eyes closed as if about to go to sleep, her fingers curled around the glass  perched on the edge of the tub.    

Soon her voluptuous body is completely lost to Narsing's sight as the many-colored bubbles began to lock together around her reclining  figure, and Narsing quietly let the peephole cover drop back into place.  Very soon he could come back and watch her dry her body and get into bed.    

Narsing greedily licked his lips and walked hurriedly back toward the cabin where the lady should just about be finished with her bath.    Once more lifting the cover from the peephole and looking into the room where Mandakini is in fact now finishing her bath, he leaned forward, his breath coming in short gasps as he saw her carefully toweling her naked body before the mirror. She rubbed the rough-textured material a last time over her burstingly full breasts and down along the insides of her shapely thighs, seeming to shiver  slightly when the terry-cloth came into contact with the sensitive  pink mouth of her pussy; then she hung the towel on the back of the  door.



She turned out the light in the bathroom and walked out of Narsing's view into the other room. He could hear her digging in her  suitcase for something, and then, before long, she crossed into his  line of vision again.    Mandakini had put on a filmy nightgown that covered her firm luscious body only down to the tops of her full supple thighs. She is carrying the nearly empty glass Narsing had prepared for her, and she turned it up in the air to drain the last bitter-sweet dregs into her mouth. 

Then she sat down on the bed and lay back, her feet facing directly at the peephole where the lustful voyeur is standing. The thin nylon gown snaked its way up over the white flat plane of her belly, exposing the soft blonde silkiness at the junction of her slightly spread legs. Seeing the tempting pink slit up between the sparse curls, he could hardly wait to part the velvety folds with his fingers when he would later sneak into her room.  

Narsing's bulging eyes followed the sinuous contours of her hips up over the rising and falling rib cage to the creamy white mounds of her breasts. They are set slightly close together and, through the thin covering of her nightgown, he could see the nipples. Mandakini  stretched languidly on the bed, revealing even more to his staring  eyes the enticing treasure up between her long tapering legs. 

Then she rolled onto her stomach, her well-rounded buttocks clenching involuntarily as she stretched out one arm to turn off the light in  the room. For a moment it is almost pitch black, and then Narsing could see that she had opened the blinds to let in the sun light. In the soft glow coming through the window he could see her once more roll over onto her back as she prepared her body for a quick nap. She had one leg stretched straight out, pointing at the foot of the bed, and the other is bent to the side and up, leaving the wide open "vee" up between her thighs fully exposed to his gaze.



Then, finally, she seemed to fall asleep.  Narsing waited patiently. He wanted to show this proud bitch a thing or two, this beautiful bitch who felt she is  so superior that she could dismiss him as so much dirt when he tried  to be polite. He clenched his fist passionately as he saw her squirm around on the bed in her drowsiness. It is light enough in the room that he could see her slim form stretched sensuously along the length of the bed. Her thighs had fallen apart a little more now and he could easily make out the   curls that covered the mound of her lower belly and the tender lips of the gaping slit beneath. He lustfully ran his tongue over his teeth as he fingered the master key in his pocket.   

His body is soaked in perspiration now from the very thought of that haughty bitch squirming  in helpless surrender beneath his excited body. He listened to the almost imperceptible ticking of the watch on his wrist, until finally he could stand it no longer.

As he stepped out of the store room , he saw the other door being opened. He quickly went back to the steps and started climbing the steps up giving them the impression he is just coming now. He saw Roopali madam opening the door with her hands back up tying her hair. The sight of her half-shaved armpits, haphazardly exposed beneath the thin straps of her nightgown is jarring, unsettling. The stark contrast between the soft fabric of her nightie and the bare, vulnerable skin is a constant reminder of their invasion, of their violation of her personal space.

(.) (.)

Ravinder and Mahaveer are jogging through the trails of beautiful coffee plants in the early morning fog. Ravinder started narrating Mahaveer about what has happened in the guest house

As soon as I reached the guest house last night after picking up our car from workshop and knocked on our door, I was surprised at the sight of my wife. Roopali, stood there completely naked, without as much as a string of clothing on her body. Her beautiful pussy was completely shaved and wet, glistening in the light. Her face was glowing, thanks to what Narsing and company had done with her, whatever that was. She was beaming with excitement and pleasure. 

Her entire body was red, with hand marks all over. I could even see violent bite marks on her stomach, thighs, boobs and tits and that was just the frontal of her.

Frankly, I was concerned if she was subjugated and fucked like a whore the whole day by all those horny low class men. Whatever be it, if Roopali enjoyed it, as is clearly evident in her face, I am the first one to get a raging hardon thinking about all the nasty things that were done to my lovely and sexy wife. I just stood there staring at my wife's beautiful naked body.   

"Are you just going to stand there and stare at your whore wife, or are you going to come inside and fuck her too?". Her words suddenly brought me back to my senses. I immediately gave a smile that only she could understand, came inside and closed the door. She immediately kissed me, and by that I understood she was really horny.

Me: "Roopali, your body tells me the entire story of what has been done to you today. I am sure you have enjoyed it like never before."  

Roopali: "Oh Ravinder, don't even ask about it! Today is the best day of my life. I want you to fuck me right now, in all my holes without a second delay."  

Immediately after saying that she started to unzip me.  

Me: "Hey Roopali, stop. That's not how it works. For me to fuck you, you will first have to tell me about what happened today. That's our deal!"  

"Oh, you want to hear how your wife was roughed up by those mean horny bastards? It turns you on unlike anything right?", said Roopali in a naughty voice.  

Me: "Of course. I want to hear about how my slutty wife was treated like a whore. Please tell me what all they did to you."  

"Fine, here goes. Don't try to stop me if I try to finger myself in between", she said with a wink.  

Me: "Sure, but please give me all the details, right from when I left".

I was just controlling myself from jumping on Roopali and fucking her ferociously.  



"After you left, I just went back to bed.  Just when I went into a sleep and started dreaming, the sound of the bell woke me up suddenly. I looked at the clock and it was only 9 AM. I was hoping against hope that it would be you. I was wearing just the  nightgown  that I was wearing yesterday night."  

I immediately interrupted her, "You weren't wearing any thing underneath right?"  

"No, I was just wearing the nightgown without a bra or a panty. As you know, the nightgown   just managed to cover my ass and part of my thighs. Since I was asleep, the front robe almost pulled out and was quite loose, which I only realized later. I was half asleep when I opened the door."  

"Was it Mandakini or Mahaveer?", I interrupted excitedly.  

"No, it was the watchman. He got with him a plumber to fix the water issue that we were having."